An Chen gasped, put away his short knife, and picked up the long sword from the ground.
Not using it at first didn't mean he would never use it.
This sneak attack caught the Nameless Ones off guard.
That familiar stream of energy once again emerged from underground and quickly entered An Chen's body. An Chen suddenly felt the shackles of the Refining Qi Sixth Level shatter, and his Realm was also elevated at this moment.
An Chen immediately sat down and Cultivated his Cultivation Technique. After a Breakthrough, he had to start Cultivating immediately; otherwise, he would fall back to Qi Refining Fifth Level due to an unstable Realm.
At the same time, he took out a Foundation Nurturing Pill and consumed it, using his spiritual power to digest it.
What surprised An Chen was that the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection actually changed for his Breakthrough. It didn't immediately take him to the next level but quietly waited for him to Break through.
A quarter of an hour later, An Chen finally completely stabilized his Realm.
Almost the instant An Chen stood up, he arrived on a new level.
An Chen, taking advantage of the new enemy not yet spawning, clenched his fist and felt his current strength.
He then looked up at the enemy that had just materialized before him, a smile playing on his lips.
It seems... he could try to Breakthrough again?
...
An Chen was panting, one hand on his knee, the other clutching his chest.
This was already the seventeenth level.
Given his recent Breakthrough to the Refining Qi Sixth Level Realm, reaching this point was already quite remarkable.
An Chen circulated his spiritual power to heal his injuries.
There was a deep knife wound on his right chest. That strike was originally meant to sever his arm, but fortunately, he moved a bit faster, causing the blow to land on his chest muscle.
An Chen didn't use a Rejuvenation Pill because he didn't want to waste it. After all, at worst, he would just fail and be sent out.
This time, the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection didn't wait for him to recover from his injuries but directly sent him to a new level.
A new figure materialized before An Chen, and the aura emanating from this person was entirely that of a Refining Qi Sixth Level Peak.
This person also held a long sword, and as the two faced each other, An Chen could only force a bitter smile.
An Chen knew he couldn't defeat him.
An Chen felt it was a stroke of luck that he managed to pass the seventeenth level.
But An Chen didn't plan to give up.
An Chen took a deep breath, drew his long sword, and assumed his starting stance.
Qingfeng Swordplay — First Form!
Since he couldn't win, he would use this opportunity to practice.
An Chen struck out with one sword after another. Even though he was already seriously injured, he attacked relentlessly as if he were in his Peak condition.
An Chen's sword was like a floating wind. After several levels of practice, he had clearly achieved some mastery. An Chen's body was also like Zhao Qingfeng, who had demonstrated for him, soft as if boneless, as if dancing gracefully.
For a moment, he and the Nameless Ones opposite him were surprisingly evenly matched.
It must be said that Qingfeng Swordplay is truly a superior Cultivation Technique. Even with An Chen currently exhausted and weak, he could still hold his own in a fight against someone stronger than himself.
Finally, it came down to the last sword strike.
The Qing Qi around An Chen suddenly surged, swirling around his long sword, and then he struck out abruptly.
This sword strike was both fast and fierce. The Nameless Ones opposite seemed surprised and immediately dodged sideways, but it was a bit too late, and half of his left forearm was sliced off.
An Chen also didn't expect this sword strike to be so effective.
However, after unleashing this strike, An Chen was too weak to fight any longer. The wound on his chest throbbed, and after completing the entire swordplay, the wound had torn open again, blood gushing out. At the same time, the spiritual power in his body was insufficient; he couldn't perform the same set of Qingfeng Swordplay a second time.
The Nameless Ones opposite adjusted slightly and continued to attack with his intact right hand holding the sword.
An Chen gasped, holding his sword horizontally in front of him to block, but he had no strength left, and his arm was trembling.
An Chen gave a bitter smile and sighed softly.
Ultimately, he still lost.
An Chen originally thought that with his good Spiritual Root and talent, he might even be able to challenge those of a higher Realm, but An Chen also understood that he didn't have any impressive special skills. Challenging those of a higher Realm was still too difficult.
Furthermore, his current condition wasn't good; An Chen was already very satisfied that he could persevere until now.
The opponent's sword slashed towards An Chen's neck. An Chen raised his arm, intending to block with his long sword, but An Chen only felt his arm go numb, and the long sword flew out, the sword light flashing before his eyes.
For the first time, An Chen felt as if he was about to die.
The blade was within reach, capable of slitting his throat in the next instant.
However, this long sword was blocked by a golden light.
An Chen noticed that the small pagoda pendant at his waist was glowing intensely, and the golden light blocking the long sword was emitted from the small pagoda pendant.
The Nameless Ones in front of him dissipated into flying ash, and the small pagoda at An Chen's waist also dissipated into faint specks of light.
An Chen gasped for breath, but quickly calmed down.
He finally understood why it was said that one would not suffer fatal injuries within the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection; all fatal injuries were blocked by the pendant at his waist.
It seems that this Pagoda of Spiritual Connection was indeed refined by that legendary Senior to train the younger generation.
Just then, streams of greenish-blue energy emerged from the floor, floating into An Chen's body. An Chen immediately felt a surge of coolness, and then discovered that the wounds on his body were rapidly healing, and even his physical strength and spiritual power were slowly recovering.
Moreover, this greenish-blue energy was continuous, constantly helping An Chen recover.
An Chen suddenly chuckled.
He didn't expect this Pagoda of Spiritual Connection to have these additional functions.
An Chen thought that if he ever suffered a serious injury in the future, he would escape into the Tong Shen Hall and then enter the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection.
Fighting is forbidden within the Tong Shen Hall, so not only could he evade pursuit from others, but he could also simply give up within the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection and then quietly wait for the healing provided by the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection.
In a sense, the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection was also a medical station.
An Chen's injuries weren't particularly severe; it was mainly the lack of spiritual power and physical strength, so he recovered very quickly. Once An Chen had recovered almost completely, the greenish-blue energy stopped, and then An Chen's vision blurred again, and he found himself outside the Pagoda.
An Chen noticed that there were also several people around him who seemed to have just come out. They were either joyful and excited, or downcast and full of regret.
An Chen shifted his gaze to the side. Opposite the Pagoda of Spiritual Connection, dozens of teleportation arrays were located. An Chen walked over, and someone immediately asked him where he was from.
An Chen stated the three words 'Qingfeng City,' but the staff member of the Tong Shen Hall shook his head.
"We don't have a direct route to Qingfeng City here. You'll need to transfer. How about Fire Phoenix City?"
An Chen's mouth twitched.
Was Qingfeng City really that remote?
Out of dozens of teleportation arrays, not a single one led to Qingfeng City!